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Alpha: To the Condo

She inwardly nodded when Gideon sent back his response… He felt far more possessive than he usually did. More of the...animal was alive and well in him. At least, that she could remember. Who was she to really judge though, when earlier she couldn’t really remember him… Just that the sound of his heartbeat made her head spin and her body hum. It sounded ridiculous enough…But it was true. Her thin form rest delicately in the crook of Gideon’s side, not hanging all over one another—It was simple nearness that calmed her.

Unknowingly that feeling of contentment calmed the randomness of the KILLJOY, just slightly. Though instead of feeling ecstatic and jumpy like she had earlier, she was starting to feel tired… Like she had done a week long binger on nothing but alcohol and caffeine pills. Even the warm salt water couldn’t help the aches that were slowly coming into her… Also, unknowingly, this was a result of the KILLJOY starting to wear off…It was an effect everyone would soon feel no matter how long they’d been exposed. It was timed to correlate perfectly with the amount left in the air, so that eventually the infected parties would want to rest around the same time, give or take.

The only ones that may prove less affected would be healers, or those who had some kind of resistance to foreign intrusions. Still… The sun was starting to go down. Sleep wouldn’t necessarily be a bad thing.

They also might start to notice how wrecked and in disrepair the once lovely condo now was…The kitchen looked like a warzone had pulled through, various holes in walls, cables ripped out of ceilings, some rooms without electricity, barely any food in the fridge, chunks of sand turned to glass, thick cracks in walls, windows broken out…

It really was an awful mess.

She gracefully danced over the fact that it sounded like Dimitri had been trying to ask her out… A, she wasn’t sure if it wasn’t just her cloudy head lately… B, Bella didn’t want to put him or Gideon on the spot like that.

“Logan isn’t always like that…”, Isabella defended, immediately feeling the need to stand up for one of her mentors… And then her thoughts turned to the fact that Gideon was made from a piece of Wolverine—And as always she felt heat rise to her cheeks. It was out of embarrassment, because the first thing she’d thought when she’d been told was that if she loved Gideon, she must be in love with Wolverine too… And that was just too weird for words. “But yeah…Just like that… Except I’ve never heard Gid say ‘Bub’.”

Bella beamed when Dimitri mentioned his power, her face lighting up with her usual dazzling smile. “Magma is pretty cool… I can’t wait to see it in the danger room… Ooo… Maybe we could all play mutant ball or capture the flag again sometime…”

She fairly bounced on the balls of her toes—Considering her team had won the last time they’d played a game like that.

Though she stiffened at the mention of Cissa, a frown crossing her lovely features.

Narcissa was one of her least favorite people—What with the way she kept running the Alpha’s down all the time. Especially when ninety percent of it wasn’t even true…People just seemed to believe whatever came out of her mouth without question. And here, Bella had thought her voice was persuasive.

“No—Thank Dios she’s not an Alpha. She’s the Omega leader…”, Bella suppressed a shudder. She always had felt bad for the former Omega leader. Giving orders to Narcissa must have been like sticking his hand into a hungry lion’s mouth, covered in fried bacon, and expecting it not to bite it off. “And it would be in your best interest to try and stay on her decent side… similar power or not…”

Even infected with KILLJOY, there were something’s that were permanently etched into her memory. One, was the sound of Gideon’s heartbeat. Two, her Alpha’s… Three, the danger that was Narcissa, to her Alpha’s. There was no one she had ever met, save Emma and a handful of the senior X-Men, who could drop the nasty blond before she caused some serious damage…

Bella felt her tummy grumble, and she giggled softly—Embarrassed by the sound. “I guess that means I’m hungry… I’m not sure what’s left in the house, but we should check it out.”

“And I’ll find you some clothes…”, she stated with a smile to Dimitri, leaving the safety of Gideon’s embrace to wade past them in the water. That is, before she turned around and threw her arms down, sending a concussive sonic wave into the water. It threw up a massive spray of water in the air, aimed in their direction as she took off towards the condo.

She saw Bianca standing near a dark haired male she wasn't familiar with and laughed-- Waving.

Alpha: Dog Day Afternoon

Evie let Narcissa's words roll off her back. Nothing from this day was worth carrying forward because it was unknown where the lines of truth and the lines of being drugged lay. She tended to believe that even when drunk most people were prone to behave in ways they wouldn't in their right sense; however, most actions were also something that the person wanted to do deep down.

If Cissa had a new found problem with her, that would come out. Before Evie had left the Institute for a time, Cissa was a friend. They hadn't spoken since her return more than the words Evie had spoken to her in Limbo. Things would play out as they would, but Evie wasn't about to buy into anything on this day.

She smirked at Cissa's pointed comments at her and responded rather as her mood dictated: It didn't bother her. "Now, Narcissa, you might be able to torch me, but landing a punch on me is another story all together. Not worried about spiders and drugs since they're a lame way to get to us... but I can guarantee the question of why is going to eat at everybody's mind once the effects wear off. As far as the other matter goes, unlike Bells, I'm not worried about you killing anybody. I'm more concerned about the other team members."

Picking up her bottle and tipping it towards them as a wave goodbye, "Good to meet you, Aren, welcome to the X-Men."

Evie walked out the door with a yawn to make rounds of the floors. She really wanted to be sure there are no injuries by the time this drug wore out. If she was the only one who was out of this, then it was her responsibility to make sure that they got through it safe. There was never any rest from being an X-Man. That she knew and she was okay with it.

"I don't know about rich, but my parents worked really hard, so it works out in the end. I mean, the cost of living is so much higher out there, so people have to make more money to have the same standard of living as more middle-class people here," she explained, hoping it didn't come off as an underhanded comment. She never really thought of her life with the McEwans as a rich one, at least not monetarily, but they made sure she and Katie were taken care of in terms of education and expenses. Raine listened as Billy explained his life, her smile brightening as he mentioned cobbler.

"You know, I might have spent most of my life in the Midwest, but I know about cobbler. I got my mom's recipe box after she died, and there was a recipe in there that will knock your socks off," she said with a laugh, walking forward to catch up to him walking down the stairs. He looked at her, asking if they were going to the beach, the brunette nodding her head. She was secretly glad that he decided to come with her - with Sophie and Christian doing their own things, she didn't really feel like being alone at the moment. Besides, it was always in her nature to be nice to the newcomers and make sure they knew where to go. Her involvement with school organizations and functions necessitated a helpful reputation - she was the girl to talk to.

"Glad you made the right choice," she said with a chuckle, falling into step next to him as they headed towards the entrance of the condo and to the beach beyond. They chatted idly about their lives, comparing stories, the firefly speaking where appropriate and listening when it was better for her not to say anything. Before they hit the sand, she slipped her shoes off, holding them in her hand as they set out. She placed him between herself and the water, subconsciously, that way he could get wet if he wanted to, and she could retreat from the approaching waves if they got too close for comfort. This aspect of her power always made her a little sad - she missed the water.

"So, super speed, huh? Seems pretty cool," she said with a glance in his direction, interested in learning more about how his power worked. Other people's powers fascinated her, mostly because she liked to compare her own gift to theirs. It seemed that their powers were the same as everything else - you always want what you can't have.

Omega: Kitchen Counter

“Punching is idiotic— When its so much easier, and more efficient just to just light something up like a roman candle.”, Narcissa responded automatically to Thorne, the small smirk she wore unwavering. For some reason, today, she was very sure of herself. More sure of herself than she had been since coming back from Limbo. More like her normal self, actually. It unnerved her, to some degree. The joy of her power, was that she really didn’t need any skill, finesse, or aim—Though it was certainly wonderful that she did have those things. If she wanted something dead that badly enough… Though there might be a swath of destruction cut by her path, it would indeed be dead.

Or at least beyond recognition.

The sun goddess didn’t say anything else for a moment. She wanted to tell Evie what was on her mind… What bothered her. But it wasn’t something one could bring up in polite conversation… So she would settle, and leave it alone… Let it stew. For the time being. This wasn’t the KILLJOY just working its magic…Narcissa wasn’t actually affected as everyone else one. It made her calmer, kinder, but not insane. She already knew the answers. The absence. She just didn’t want them.

“FYI—You’re in the wrong line of work if you don’t want to hit a woman.”, she piped up, finding the comment amusing. She had a feeling he would make necessary exceptions…But half of the Omega’s were women, and he would be training with them. They would be fighting against women, and men—And god only knew what else. “We offer equal opportunity hitting. None of that sexist crap. If we’re sparring, and you don’t hit me when you get the opening… You’ll never set foot on the field.”

“And yes—All for tea. Not that bloody American pre-packaged tripe either…”, she went on, the laugh that had erupted from him surprising to her. Maybe they really were drugged… She didn’t make people laugh. But Evelyn was at least partially wrong. Narcissa wouldn’t regret feeling like herself again—Even if it was drug induced.

Aren’s suave smile made her pause. Was he actually flirting with her, or had her radar just flipped sideways. Nevertheless, she preferred to see it as a smile…An alluring one at that, and gave one of her own. It at the very least matched his in sensuality. “Are you saying that I’m not amazing enough?”

She let Aren say goodbye to Evelyn for the both of them… She didn’t know entirely what to say to her still. Actually—She did know what to say. It was whether she actually deserved it or not.

“I’m hurt…”, she faux pouted, her cerulean eyes seeming to shimmer as her head tilted a little, the expression charming on her aristocratic features. Again, he called her things she didn’t understand… She was British, that meant that she spoke proper English. Not… Whatever it was that he was speaking. Even if she rather liked to hear him say it. She was almost apprehensive when he encircled her wrist however—Her body’s first instinct to fiercely counter it. Few had touched her since her return from Limbo… And she’d forgotten why she’d been the one to initiate it.

It was another face, a red one with horns that replaced the attractive size shifter, grabbing her wrist not gently—But nails digging into her flesh, throwing her against the armoire… The sun goddess blinked, her blank, pained face unseen by Aren, as he was currently murmuring things in her ear. With how close he was, it wouldn’t have mattered if he’s just said eggplant five times slow. The sound of his voice, feel of his breath still tickled her, and sent a shiver down her spine. “I keep my promises…”

“I should be careful?”, she responded back to his words watching him pull back—Her eyes completely serious as they regarded him a little differently. Not cruel…Just careful. It seemed that neither of them would know where to draw the line. Usually, she moved between them…Blurring lines for her amusement. But somehow she doubted he did the same. “You’re the one playing with fire.”

Narcissa wanted to respond in kind to his repartee—Would have, except, what if Evelyn was right… What would this poor boy say tomorrow… That his newly met team leader took advantage of his drugged state? He didn’t strike her as that type of person… And she genuinely felt like she liked him. At least, as far as a team member went—Enjoyed his company. It was strange, usually she couldn’t stand newbie’s for at least a week.

“You’re persistent, and I’m bitchy…We’ll be perfect.”, Narcissa teased, seeming to let his move slide—Her mind setting off warning bells, signals, that anything more would be improper. Though since when had she ever cared about that? Certainly not now… But things seemed to be going well. She didn’t want to ruin it by acting out the scene that was running rather rampant in her head.

So she changed the subject.

“You keep calling me things. Saying words, I don’t know what they mean. They sound…pleasant. But so does kariola… And I’ve been called that before. It’s Greek, for a woman in the town that sleeps with every man except her husband.”, she explained, her head tilting almost curiously. He was still holding her wrist, and for the moment, she let him.

Narcissa felt a wave of tiredness sweep through her. It wasn't even very late...But suddenly she wanted to be in bed.

Odd, because Narcissa didn't often sleep.

Omega: Chicken of the Sea

Jacen’s hand reached out before he himself was even aware Dominik had thrown it. Agility and stuff was kinda his shtick, Reflex was his middle name. Jacen ‘The Reflex’ Reilly. Like the song except better. He bit into the sandwich as it’s maker left the room, for which Jacen simply gave a wave good-bye, chewing as he sat on the counter.

Then Evie had to go- Whoa, when’d she get here? he started, having been completely oblivious to the black-haired ex-alpha leader’s entrance. She said something about drugs, which was utterly preposterous. “Why would someone drug us?” He asked, raising his eyebrows as she continued on. “That seems kinda far-fetched, doesn’t it?” he said, managing a yawn.

Continuing his scan of the room, he turned to Cissa and Aren playing flirty-flirtflirt with each other. He rolled his eyes, finishing his samich and bouncing of the counter, brushing his hands together. “Alrighty, you two love-birds have fun.” He said, moving around them and into the condo. It seemed quieter now, no doubt thanks to the lack of hallucinogenic spiders. He moved along the halls, coming upon an open door. “Hey Maddy, toa-vale” He said, in reference to Madison and Blair respectively. “What’s Kraken?” God he loved that pun.

Oh, and in answer to an Unspoken question of cannibalism, har-de-bloody-har.

Alpha: All My Friends Say

Evie passed through the halls without a word to anybody. Her goal was to make sure everybody was accounted for and mostly alive. The complain of fatigue seemed to run rampant across all team members. She felt that this was probably a side effect of the drug. There seemed to be a lot of effects of this drug. Some folks were unhinged. Some distracted. Some like her wanted to eat and had their fears heightened.

Jacen's comment didn't fall on her ears deafly. When she passed by him later in the upper hallways she put a hand on his shoulder and laughed, "Jacen, I'd tell you we have a list of enemies that counts higher than the tattoos on my body but then folks may call me a doomspeaker. Instead I'll tell you that you have the best code name for puns ever."

Carry on people. Carry on. Evie yawned, nodded to the newly arrived Petra, and walked back towards the lower level of the condo. Heading back out onto the porch, she looked at the crew near the waters and only shook her head at Gideon showing off. There were things afoot at the Circle K for sure.

"Gideon, you better watch out before your hurt yourself showing off the goods like that." She folded her arms and smirked knowing that he would never stop slight showing off to a degree nor would he hurt himself. It was like telling her to not pull any stunts. They both knew that would never happen. But ragging on Gideon was like teasing the brother she didn't have. It was their nature and probably always would be.

Going inside the condo..take two

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Dimitri looked at Bella for one quick second in confusion until he realized that he had just said what was supposed to be a thought only known to himself and noisy telepaths. This drug was getting out of control; if it got to the point where he couldn't even contain his thoughts, then this vacation was only going to get worse. But since Bella heard the negative things about logan it was only right she heard the good things as well.

"I know he isn't always like that." Dimitri said. "He's a good guy even though it may be difficult to get him to say that. One of the best guys to have on your team, and one of the worse to have against you."

But things seemed to calm down, switching the topic from Wolverine to Dimitri's mutant power, which Bella seemed to enjoy a lot and wanted to see it in the danger room, or perhaps during a good game of capture the flag. Dimitri didnt' want to burst her bubble, but he knew that there was going to be no chance that she was going to see his powers at all. He rarely used his powers during games; so rare it was safe to say not at all. As for the danger room, he never used his powers around anybody so the only time he used them in the danger room was when he was by himself and someone else was on the controls.

"I don't know..i'm more interested in seeing you guy's powers in the danger room and during games."

Gideon make a comment on the tigers, saying there was a way to arrange that, which made the playboy laugh a little while Bella gave the good news that she was in fact, the leader of the Omega team; that even though their powers were a bit similar, staying on her good side was for the best.

"Similar powers, aw now it really seems like we're made for each other..but i'll take your advice thanks." Dimitri told her.

The three lingered in the water a bit more until they were all feeling a bit tired and hungry for some reason. It was actually the KILLJOY drug going through its last stages, it's last few moments of tweaking the emotions and demeanor of its victims before its farwell. That meant that they were going to be back to normal; Dimitri would be himself once more.

"Sounds like a good idea." Dimitri replied regarding the food and clothes.

Bella made her exit out the pool a bit different than just swimming or walking out of the water; using her sonic wave to propel her towards the condo. Dimitri turned to Gideon to comment but saw the man sink on purpose down to the bottom of the water. Dimitri wasn't sure on what he was doing but he took a guess and his guess was correct. Gideon and Bella left Dimitri in the water being showered with small droplets of water; as if the clouds were brewing and it decided to rain.


Dimitri shrugged his shoulders and got out of the water the normal way, swimming a lil bit to the shore and walking out. Once he was out of the water, he jogged lightly back towards the mansion, where he would see Gideon, Bianca, Bella, and the guy from before when he first arrived. Once he arrived, he would follow Bella into the house, which he had no clue what it looked liked and was praying that at least a sandwich or some sort of meat was in the fridge, followed by good fasion sense by Bella.